Written by: Yureka Adhikari - 29049, Grade VI
Posted on: 09 September, 2022
Just scribble down a couple of thoughts to try and find me in a book?
Just to stare at a sunset to make me less upset?
I’ve tried to answer you my dear question for years,
This life has more than all that, right?
More than wishing this world was different,
More than trying to be in a history book with my life breifend.
After all the years, here I stand with an answer to you dear question in my hand,
For shall the point of life is living and you’re nothing more than an obstacle for me to think upon,
Nothing more than graphite on a page,
So dear question, are you satisfied?
